“I don’t know, they were totally bare-arsed.”“Yes, but the sign says optional. I’m sure you don’t have to strip down completely.”“Yeah... I guess.”“Just take off your shirt. Those shorts will be fine.”I swallowed hard and looked at my wife. She was undoing the halter neck of her dress.“But what are you going to wear, love?”“My bikini is right on top in my bag.”“Oh.”Renee got out of the car and went to the back, lifting the door open. She unzipped her bag and slipped off her bra. Both men were. Besides there was a risk of disease too. I felt depressed, and many days passed like this between work and home. There seemed to be no-end in sight for this trap of my sex-life. On one such boring weekend, my neighbour came to drop off his keys at my house. He looked around my place, and saw it was a dirty mess. He understood my plight living alone and maintaining a home, and said “Hey, Shall i send my maid over? she will clean the place up, and cooks too. she is looking for some extra work.. ." Now it was my turn to get nervous. Was he trying to tell me that he no longer wanted to marry me? I began to see Frank in a very different light, no longer a Joe College with big prospects, but as a man whom I loved in my own way. I felt the blood rush from my face and I moved over to his side to hold his hands while he tried to continue."It's just that... well, we agreed that there'd be no sex before marriage between us but Jackie, I... I can't take it any more! For the last three nights. Because of his gentleness it didn't strike me as a mistake until afterwards, and Mary comforted me. She's my roommate now. She wanted to seduce me, but I'm not a lesbian." You and your roommate work together?" asked L. Marta couldn't be certain her not liking girls sexually disappointed L, but felt a hint of it. The thought made her smile secretly because she had that fantasy."Yes we do." Can you trust her?" She loves me." But..." I ... I never thought of that. I'm not sure. Sex business is.